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Bang!

The cyan astral qi madly wreaked havoc as a net of astral winds densely covered the sky was torn apart.

"What gall!"

At this moment, the Purgatory Faction disciple was so infuriated that he almost fainted. He didn't expect this new disciple to be so arrogant, directly taking action to resist their rule.

That's right. These members of the Purgatory Party had been lawless for too long, to the point where they had developed a kind of submissive mindset.

"Kill!" Let's cripple this disciple first! It truly is audacious! "

"..."

Although the astral winds were torn apart by Ye Ling, these disciples did not think that they had lost for sure, but instead shouted and fought. What surprised them just now was that Ye Ling actually dared to take action on this matter.

"All of you, get on the ground!"

Ye Ling did not even make a move, he only waved his hand!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, a vast and mighty aura crushed down, as if the sky itself was collapsing. It was incomparably powerful and powerful, possessing limitless divine might!

BOOM!

The four disciples immediately staggered, and their blood began to boil. Then, they were ruthlessly pressed to the ground, just like a toad!

"Ah ?" What kind of profound art is this!? " A disciple's eyes turned red, the astral qi s all over his body tumbled endlessly, but no matter how he resisted, he could not budge an inch.

"You, you, you, you ? Who exactly are you? "

There were even some disciples who let out cries of utter exhaustion, staring at Ye Ling's two eyes, filled with terror.

They finally realized that they had offended someone they shouldn't have.

There was even a disciple who was incomparably regretful. How could someone be a new disciple of a inner sect, and not let him live?

Ye Ling smiled, only to see the female disciple enter a daze, staring at Ye Ling as if she was looking at a monster.

"Let's go, what should we look at?" Ye Ling waved to her, and the female disciple regained her senses.

"Hello, my name is Leng Qiuyue." Leng Qiuyue smiled, extended her beautiful hand, and held it with Ye Ling's.

"So it's Junior Leng. The autumn wind is bleak, the crescent moon is like a hook, and she is just like her name. A good name, a good name."

Ye Ling said casually, with poise and confidence, but it had a hint of the feeling of being made of silk.

Leng Qiuyue's face slightly blushed. In all these years, this was the first time someone had commented on her name in this way.

"Thank you for your help just now, senior apprentice-brother."

"It doesn't matter. These party disciples are truly too arrogant. When I first entered, I was also coerced by them. Helping you was merely helping me."

Ye Ling laughed, but he looked indifferent.

"Senior, you have to be careful of these leaders." Leng Qiuyue hurriedly said: "Senior Brother's might is not something that ordinary inner sect disciples can compare to, but those elite disciples might not."

"Elite disciple?" Ye Ling's eyes flickered. With his current strength, he was already fearless against some of the beginner level profound practitioners.

However, he did not say it out loud. After all, it was too shocking.

You have to understand that out of all the inner sect disciples, there was only one who could fight against a profound practitioner at the martial cultivator realm.

The two of them exchanged greetings for a while, then left their contact details and left.

Right after entering the sect, there were still many complicated matters to be done.

Seeing that Ye Ling had defeated four of the Purgatory Party disciples and joined hands to kill them, the leading disciple from earlier revealed a look of astonishment. Along with it, he changed the way he addressed Ye Ling from junior brother to senior brother.

However, Ye Ling did not care about it. Cultivators did not care about age, but instead, cared about being the first.

Strength was the only rule. If a hundred year old martial cultivator encountered a forty year old Profound realm, they would have to address him as senior.

Right now, Ye Ling's strength was naturally respected by some people.

Five Thunderbolts Mountain, Thunder Lodge.

This independent courtyard appeared rather spacious and had a hint of the charm of an ancient manor in the mortal world. It was a small bridge with flowing water, making it extremely quiet and serene.

The benefits of being a inner sect disciple instantly killed many outer sect disciples.

Inside the house, the spirit energy in the outside world was doubled, almost comparable to the's secret room.

"Senior Brother, forgive me for not sending you off." After Ye Ling finished packing up, he cupped his hands and said.

"Thank you, senior apprentice-brother, for your courtesy." The inner sect disciple who was leading the way seemed to be filled with fear and trepidation, and quickly retreated.

Seeing that the person had walked far away, Ye Ling's eyes flashed, and immediately formed a seal, causing the house to be surrounded by restrictions.

Among them, there were silent symbols, six senses, and more than ten other great techniques.

With Ye Ling's level, even the Xuan Wu Realm experts would not be able to break through him in a short while.

After arranging everything, Ye Ling's face changed, and he sat down.

Between his eyebrows, a spot of captivating red jumped violently.

The qi and blood in his entire body surged like the waves in the ocean.

The illusory cyan colored armor slowly rose into the air, and at this moment, the wooden pearl on Ye Ling's neck also rose into the air, vaguely clashing against the armor.

Letting out a long breath, Ye Ling's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Just now, the kaiyuan armor had already started to move, but he kept suppressing it, so that it did not reveal any flaws.

Otherwise, if the kaiyuan armor were to suddenly erupt, it would attract the attention of that Black Tortoise expert on the Five Thunder Mountain.

"These two things ?"

Looking at the piece of armor and the wooden plant in the air, Ye Ling felt his head hurt.

He was not in control of either of these items.

It was fine if the kaiyuan armor was captured by him, but the buddhist beads were too much. He flew here himself, as if he was looking for something.

In the next moment, Ye Ling saw the kaiyuan armor's essence shine brightly in the air, and the buddhist pearl spin, inside it a shadow seemed to shoot out.

This blurry figure was unlike the usual Maitreya, with his head bare. Instead, he wore a long robe, and was filled with boundless power.

Ye Ling wanted to keep on looking, but in the next moment, a bright light flashed from within the wooden plant, the light was so bright and powerful that it was hard to look straight at.

Ye Ling cried out in pain, and at the moment, even his tears had unconsciously seeped out.

"Damn!" You two! " Ye Ling couldn't help but curse. He was sure that these two tyrannical strange objects were definitely not dead creatures, and they might even have his own consciousness. Just that, toying with him like this was just too much of a scam.

Swish!

Just at that moment, just as Ye Ling's mouth was about to explode, the kaiyuan armor moved suddenly and then enveloped Ye Ling's body.

Then, something surprising happened.

Within the kaiyuan armor, waves of mysterious thoughts descended.

"Using blood as a medium, essence as a Gu, burning my remains, and setting the Three Realms of Burning Fire ?"

BOOM!

Streak after streak of mysterious scripture exploded within Ye Ling's Spirit Sea, finally transforming into six large distorted words.

"Heavenly Creation Divine Handle!"

"What spell is this?" Mother Xi Pi, you've finally spat out something useful to laozi! "

Ye Ling's eyes lit up, with just his intuition, he felt that this mystical technique was extremely tyrannical, with countless scriptures inside. But what surprised Ye Ling was that he could only read the first layer of the scripture.

Clearly, this was because he was too weak.

kaiyuan armor s normally would not mutate, and it was likely because they were stimulated by the wood stalks that they had revealed such a profound art.

As expected, after the profound art was released, the kaiyuan armor's brilliance was completely withdrawn, and it returned into Ye Ling's dantian in an instant. The tree trunk also rotated once, and quietly hung around Ye Ling's neck.

Ye Ling immediately immersed himself in his thoughts, and started circulating this profound art from head to toe.

Instantly, explosive sounds rolled out from Ye Ling's veins, the Qi and blood in his body crazily surged, like a wild horse escaping from its halter, or a volcanic eruption.

The power of the blood was magnified infinitely.

Following that, Ye Ling realized something even more inconceivable.

"What a tyrannical Xuan Skill!"

Originally, Ye Ling had also cultivated a few nine star profound arts, and these were all the top cultivation techniques from the upper realm, the Five Elements Arts. But now, under the cleansing of these profound arts, any cultivation techniques had disappeared without a trace.

It was just like a dictator, the ruler of a country, who would not allow anything to go against his will.

"Do I have to disperse all the profound arts in my body?"

Ye Ling's thoughts quickly jumped.

This cultivation technique was too tyrannical. It could devour all the heavens, and was the most supreme existence. Even the Mysterious Art could not survive on its own.

Could it be that he could only successfully learn the technique after losing his cultivation?

"..."

A dozen shadows had already gathered outside the Thunder Door.

These shadows, dressed in white, were all Immortal Cloud Sect disciples, great experts of the late stage of martial cultivator.

Amongst them, two figures, a man and a woman, had eyes that flickered with hatred.

Mu Tianyin, Song Xuan.

"Senior Longsword!" Senior Brother Muye was killed by this person! The Spirit Serpent Sword is in this person's body! "

Mu Tianyin respectfully said to one of the leading figures.

Xue Jian was one of the most outstanding inner sect disciples, even more so than the previous Muye Desolate.

There was nothing else, because he was ranked in the top ten of the Mountain River List, an existence that could step into the Xuan Wu Realm at any time.

"A mere little new inner sect disciple can actually kill Muye Huang? Are you all mistaken? "

Xue Jian was a skinny youth who spoke slowly. With each word he spoke, there were Sword Qi s rolling on both sides of him.

Rumor had it that he had once cultivated a great technique that led to certain doom, the Heaven's Terminus Sword Technique. If he did not succeed, then he would die.

Miraculously, Xue Jian did not succeed in the end, but he did not die either. His cultivation had only progressed by half, resulting in his unapproachable appearance today.

"I'm not wrong." Mu Tianyin nodded her head, "We saw with our own eyes that this child killed Muye Desolate. Senior Brother Jian should not underestimate his opponent. Although this person is powerful, he is not a normal new disciple. Elder Wu's umbrella was taken away by him. "

"Hmm? "Flowless Umbrella?" Xue Jian's eyes gleamed. "How dare you, a newcomer actually dares to act so rampant. It seems that I must capture him myself later and give him a good scolding."

"With Senior-apprentice Brother Jian helping him, this kid won't be able to escape no matter how strong he is." Mu Tianyin was overjoyed. The two of them had been tricked too badly by Ye Ling.

What's more, Muye was already dead. There was no proof that he was going to die, so what was so difficult about that?

Bang!

At this moment, seven waves of air shot out from the center of the thunder, before finally dissipating into nothingness.